syrvyxyn

*And the problem with you never being home and leaving your account logged into is I finally get to tell you somthing that everyone else seems to know except you.
YOU ARE IN LOVE!
Think about it. When was the last time you didnt turn down romance with somone else?
I dont care if you are mad at me for writing in your journal because you need to know.
He makes you glow...you should marry him*
The problem with being a raw vegan is when you are way from home for a long time, all the food mutates and builds small civilizations in your fridge.
So I am home, starving and to exhausted to sleep, let alone drive to the store for food.
A hunt for edibles turned up some bulk raw grains,, legumes and beans. Not much I can do with them without at least soaking them for hours.
Hmmm. Some sun dried tomatos packed in olive oil...
Dried rhubarb....squash...a new strain of mold with better english than most humans I know....
*sigh*
I finally settled on some whole grain flax noodles.....no sauce but I am really to tired to care.
Much to my delight, I discovered some packets of ketsup on a tupperware container while I was boiling water for my noodles. The heavens smile upon me once more. Those things never go bad. Ketsup packets and Hostess Twinkies are the only things that would survive a nuclear fallout. Some comedy and a worn out blankie and I am good to go. I am the ultimate bachelor.
Question of the day: Do canned beans ever go bad? Tune in several hours from now to find out!
Now I must pretend to sleep.